Tony sat at his desk with his headphones on. He remembered all the times he'd snuck into Kate's purse to see what she listened to on her mp3. Kate had never caught him but Gibbs figured it out every time. Tony smiled from the memory playing the music Kate used to listen to. He remembered her wonderful smile. The one she used when making a joke at Tony's expense. Tony had always loved working with Kate. Some of those hard cases were the times he needed her humor the most. There always seemed to be an understanding between the two of them.
Tony heard a knock on his desk and he looked up to see an unfamiliar woman standing there. He watched her sit down in Kate's desk. "Can I help you?" Ziva looked at Tony and smirked. "I doubt it. I'm looking for special agent Gibbs." Tony shook his head. "How do you know I'm not Gibbs?" Ziva just sat there letting her hair down. Tony noticed her Star of David necklace on. "You're Israeli." Ziva looked at him. "Yes, very good how quickly you put the two together." Tony smiled slightly a little upset. "You can't sit there."
Ziva looked around and then back at Tony. "Why not? No one else seems to be using it." Tony looked at her with a look of hate. "It's Kate's desk. No one sits there anymore." Ziva eyed him getting up going to the edge of his desk. "Agent Gibbs please?" Tony shrugged sitting back in his chair. "Why do you need to speak with him?" Ziva looked at him losing patience. "I'm here to stop him from making a mistake." Tony looked at her and thought for a moment. "You mean killing Ari?" Ziva looked at him. "Yes!" Tony got close to Ziva's face before speaking.
"That bastard killed one of our greatest agents. I don't know who you are, and honestly I could care less. But I will tell you this. Ari deserves to die for what he did to Kate. You weren't there to see her get shot. I saw my partner get shot and die bleeding. There's nothing we could have done to save her even. Ari is the one who killed her." Ziva looked at Tony not saying anything grabbing her bag. It took all her strength not to yell at him. After all that bastard was her half-brother. She would never believe him to be the ruthless killer they wanted to make him out to be.